Category Archives: Cold Feet

With a flash of light, a black VTOL jet with the logo of the International Threat Assessment Bureau appeared hovering above the ruins. “Holy shit, the TAB,” Tipping Point said. “If the Bureau is involved, we’re talking Nightmare-class,” Paragon said, … Continue reading →

The small, chipper maintenance robot -Kevin- pushed open a door that came up to Guardian Angel’s shoulders. “The inhabitants don’t come down here,” it explained as they ducked into the cramped corridor beyond. “These are maintenance hallways that we drones … Continue reading →

The four heroes fell a few feet to the floor as the minisub vanished, landing in a tangle of limbs. “Well that’s one way to do it,” Pitfall commented from where he stood a few feet away, then clapped his … Continue reading →

The next morning, Sean woke up to see Will already gone. As he checked various electronics for updates from the previous night, he found a message on his Wardens communicator. Message from Paragon: ‘Buoy set up. Waiting for results. Go … Continue reading →

Sean trudged back to the university by the light of the streetlamps. He shivered as a light mist of rain condensed on his skin and clothes. Not heavy enough to be considered proper rain, but still… Annoying. He reached down … Continue reading →

Holy cow! Thanks, Leslie! Paragon vanished through the hole he had punched in the roof. Guardian Angel ran over to the edge of the hole and peered down. Paragon had already reached the floor of the main shipyard- what appeared … Continue reading →

Paragon and Guardian Angel crouched side-by-side on the roof of the warehouse, watching the door across the street. The waves from the ocean crashed faintly in the frigid dusk air. “This is not quite what I expected, Guardian Angel said. … Continue reading →